Intro
Wiz Khalifa]
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Gang, checks
G#m F#
More money than these lames get
B A#m
More weed on the plane
G#m F#
More diamonds on the chain
La Música de Harry Fraud
[Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
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Um, backwards joints get rolled up
G#m F#
Learned that in Amsterdam
B
Learned as a young man
A#m
Get cash fast as you can
G#m F#
But don't blow it too fast
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Always save some for the road, make the smoke last
G#m F#
Never ask permission, we just blow past
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Momma twistin' up joints, I'm just scribblin' in this notepad
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Hopin' that, the hotel got good room service that I could throw back
G#m F#
Put on a movie that's a throwback
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Or just some beats, Harry Fraud just sent the whole pack
G#m F#
Maybe hit the pool swim a couple laps
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Do my best when I'm relaxed
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Back in the day, the way they used to send the message all facts
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Beef without a scratch, used to doubt us
G#m
Now the game wouldn't be the same without us
F#
Smoke the loudest
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Ha
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My weed good, my bitch bad
G#m F#
My joints burn slow all my cars go fast
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Sweatpants, pockets is bulgin' with cash, hella stacks
F#
Dippin' that playa shit they never put on the racks
B A#m
Members only shit, private showroom out back
G#m F#
Fashion bloggers have to ask you, "where you got it at?"
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Spitta just a real nigga who can rap
G#m F#
Only deliver facts about my life but it's tight
B
'cause my life is all that
A#m G#m
Famous enough to get in there for free but not so famous
F# B
that people keep bothering me
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While I'm choppin' the tree, smokin' one this a selfie, a muhfuckin' personal sum'n
B A#m
It's enough gas in the world for all of you
G#m F#
So I ain't 'bout to pass my fuckin' joints over to you
B A#m
We could get high, count to these high tunes
G#m F#
Baby I got hella playa grooves
B
In the Chevy as we cruise
A#m
I can't wait until New Orleans make the news
G#m F# B
Completely legalize recreational that's like a dream come true
A#m G#m
At the marina gettin' stoned to some Nina Simone
F# B
Shorty never heard them vibes until I put her on
A#m G#m
Smoke two more sticks while I drove her home
F#
Shorty poutin' lookin' like something wrong
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But she don't wanna be alone
G#m F# B
Talkin' 'bout how well we get along but my money really got her mind blown
A#m G#m
She think I'm dumb, baby girl I'm not the one
F# B
Money machine count while I twiddle my thumbs
A#m G#m
Money machine count while I lace up my Banned 1's
F# B
Money machine count you delivered that ransom
A#m G#m
Money machine countin' that stash for my grandson
F# B
Money machine copped the island to land on
A#m G#m F#
Money machine my own, hustlin' feet I stand on
[Outro: Curren$y]
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East side, parked the Medina at the Marina
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They was amazed when they seen it
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Millionaires
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Two of us it was like 50 M's between us
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F#
Arguing who Rolex the cleanest
[Outro]
(Repeat till fade)
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